Chapter 375 Do You Still Love Marshall?


    Hearing this question, Frances paused but then she said, “Of course.”


    Katherineughed. “Then I am a little confused. I have divorced from Marshall. If he loves ra, why


    don’t they get married?”


    Sipping lips, Frances looked at Katherine.


    Katherine continued, “You read the news, right? Marshall would rather spend a night with a woman in


    the bar than ra. You tell me, does he love ra?”


    Frances darkened the face. She read the news and she even called Marshall for the truth.


    He said it’s true.


    At that time, Frances was going mad. But she dare not intervene in his things.


    As Marshall said, adults were responsible for themselves.


    Katherine was a little pleased, “Well, I should talk too much with you, after all I am not here to see you.”


    It’s OK what she said, but what she said was not OK in this ce.


    Frances stared at Katherine, “You surely didn’te here to see me. I am well and would live forever.”


    Katherine cannot helpughing. She walked to her and petted her back, “Yes, yes. You will live forever.


    It’s my fault to say that.”


    Petting, they both felt peculiar and awkward.


    Katherine immediately stepped away from her, standing.


    Frances coughed, “Well, I have to go. You can have a talk with Father Grant.” Then she left.


    Katherineughed.


    She got down and cleaned the grass, sighing, “Grandpa, you see. That’s how I get along with


    Marshall’s mother. I am a little happy to divorce from him.”


    She sipped lips and then added, “I now have a happy and full life. But I still have to say thanks to


    Marshall. It’s him who helped me to open this store. Anyway, I forget the unhappy times with him.”


    Saying, she got red eyes.


    She took a deep breath, “Do you often meet my grandpa? If you meet him, please tell him that I miss


    him very much. As for my parents, I have no news about them. But that’s nothing.”


    She then told the thing about the Walters family.


    Sheughed, “After divorcing from Marshall, I seems to be a gold. So many people showed their


    kindness to me, but I am not used to it. I want an easy life in fact.”


    She kept telling. Finishing, she made her farewell to the grave. Then she left.


    The taxi was waiting in the foot of the mountain. She got into the car, turning to look at the graves on


    the mountain.


    No matter how powerful a man was while alive, but the small grave was where he ended up.


    When she arrived at the store, Margaret was packing for a customer, with a happy smile.


    She asked, “Why? You fall in love?”


    Margaretughed, “Nothing. I am just happy.”


    She nodded, standing beside.


    When the customer left, Margaret turned to her, “Where did you go in such clothes?”


    Katherine replied, “I go to visit a grave. I will go home to get changed.”


    Margaret bent over to stare at her.


    “What’s up?” Asked Katherine in surprise.


    Margaret smiled, “You said me in love, but you are really like a woman falling in love.”


    Katherine shook head, “Don’t speak like that.”


    “You are flushed!” Said Margaret.


    Margaret got her a cup of milk tea. She took the cup and got seated, “was it busy?”


    “Not so busy.” Margaret spoke, “Mr. Marshall came in the morning.”


    She was stunned, “Why?”


    Margaret said, “He just came to buy his breakfast. He soon left after I packed for him.”


    Then Katherine didn’t ask more.


    Looking at her, Margaret tried her, “When do you begin to date Hector?”


    She regarded Margaret as a good friend, and she thought it’s not necessary to keep it secret from her.


    However, she didn’t feel like make Hector embarrassed.


    So she still didn’t make it clear, “Our rtion is not like you think.”


    Margaret smiled, “You said before you will find a better man than Marshall to be your boyfriend, so I


    thought you are single. But you should date with Hector and keep it from me.”


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    Katherine justughed, finding no better words to say.


    Leaning against the chair, Margaret asked, “So you don’t like Marshall?”


    Pausing, Katherine frowned.


    Like, or dislike, that’s a serious question.


    She dare not to dig the answer. Besides, she got no bravery to face it.


    After all, he was her first love, and it’s so difficult to give up on him.


    What she call say was that she was trying to get rid of Marshall. And it worked.


    But if she had to give an answer, and the answer was YES.


    Hearing no reply, Margaret stared at her with eyes open wide, “You have a new boyfriend. You won’t


    still love Marshall, right?”